![]() Medicine Throws Out Old CureA Poem by bigfootprint![]() Sassafras still has devotees![]() The elixir of sassafras, Native Americans knew well. Magical, ambrosial balm -- Even Europe swore by its smell. Among the New World’s first exports, Sassafras still has devotees. The FDA rails at its use. Can cause cancer -- poison, they say. Ague Tree, cure-all for and from, Old fever shrub now wilts and pales As FDA smears its proud name With ban on salves,
dosage, tea sales. Its oil, aroma and
tonic, So efficacious this safrole. What if it really could heal Chest pain, eye strain, head lice so drole? Actually curing arthritis, Rashes -- even cancer itself, Could mean lots of pharmacies With hard-to-swallow empty shelf. Without data, doctors say they Know little of the balm, per se. The cure could be more dangerous Than the ills,
like some meds today. Its fans cherished the root beer taste, Doctored themselves so many ways. With fox in charge of the hen-house, Good medical science betrays. With no patent for country cure, You can never make a fortune -- To pay FDA’s Pied Piper Without calling it extortion. © 2018 bigfootprintAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on September 26, 2018 Last Updated on September 26, 2018 Tags: Cure-all, Remedy, Homeopathic Author![]() bigfootprintBossier City, LAAboutHi I'm Doug Fowler, age 77, proud American. Perpetual student, newspaper copy editor (retired), poet, novelist, painter, Christian minister, USAF veteran, and pool player. I live alone and like it (bu.. more..Writing
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